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Aug 2018
compulsions turn repulsive,
revolving door of misfortune,
no remorse shown,
lack of importance,
double checking the empty compartment,
finding lost fortune,
only a small portion,
gone by the morning,
groaning while its pouring irritated by snoring,
how is that a good morning?
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(26/M/Astral Plain)   
   ---, Katie and JL Smith
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